The Yard

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After a bad divorce I had moved to a new town. I found a job within a few weeks, but it was far from the ideal job. I was a mechanic’s helper in the city garage, working on garbage trucks, an often nasty job. Once in a while, after I was able to wash up enough, I stopped in at one of the local pubs, and in time got to know a couple of the other guys who seem to hang out there. I guess I bitched enough about my rotten job, until one day one of the guys who worked in the office of a big lumber yard, told me there was an opening in one of the yard crews. The next Monday morning I was at the lumber yard office applying for the open spot, and in a few hours I had a new job.

There were two yard crews, one for consumer sales, and one for commercial, with each crew having four guys. I was on the consumer crew, it would be hard work, I was told, but at least it was cleaner.

I worked with Ron, Buzz, and Frank, all good, hard working guys. I worked hard along with them, we laughed at my screw-ups, and by the end of the week I was catching on. Ron was the crew lead, and never seemed to get tired of showing me the “how-to’s,” but the other guys were just as helpful and I felt I was getting to be a part of the team.

On Friday, Ron told me he was having a barbeque get-together at his place, and did I want to come. All the other guys were married, but for some reason that weekend the wives weren’t coming. Since it wasn’t like I had anything else to do, I said sure I’d be glad to come and bring a case of beer, since the other guys were each bringing something.

Ron had a nice house on the outskirts of town with a big front porch and a detached garage where he kept a couple of rebuilt 50’s cars. He introduced his wife, Molly, who was a classic tall beautiful blonde with a great figure, I took time to note. He also introduced Molly’s sister June, who had been visiting for a few days, but who didn’t look anything like Molly. June was short with dark hair, not the beautiful type, instead was the cute tomboy type, but there was nothing tomboyish about her figure. Molly gave me her hand to shake when we were introduced, but June gave me a big hug, pressing herself firmly against me.

The barbeque area was in the back of the house, and shortly we had all the good stuff going. I had thought to bring two cases of beer, and as we cooked and ate, everything was washed down with a brew. I think Molly was drinking wine, but June was working on the beer along with the rest of us. Soon we were all stuffed with good barbeque, and found ourselves on the front porch steps shooting the bull. Molly sat on a top step with June next to her and somehow I wound up next to June. Molly and June were dressed almost alike with white blouses and short jeans shorts. Molly’s legs looked great in the shorts, and her bra-covered breasts pushed hard against her blouse. But June’s leg was feeling good against mine, and I kept glancing at the front of her blouse, trying to visualize what lay under. After one particularly long look I glanced up at her face and saw that she was looking directly at me. “Ah, busted,” I thought, then noticed that she was smiling. I was embarrassed, and looked away, then in a moment June got up and went into the house. In a minute she was back, holding two fresh brews, one of which she handed to me, then went and sat on a step below and to the side of me.

“Damn,” I thought, already missing her warm smooth leg against mine. But then I noticed she had unbuttoned one or two of the front buttons of her blouse, or was it my imagination?

No, it wasn’t, because now as she bent forward to hear what one of the other guys was saying, her blouse opened a little and I could see her white bra, and the soft creamy skin that was the beginnings of her breast. As my brain was registering this, she turned and again caught me looking, but again gave me a smile.

So I continued to half listen to the bull the other guys were shooting, and half kept looking down the front of June’s partly unbuttoned blouse. I glanced at June’s face every once in a while to see if she might be getting pissed that I was trying to see her titties, but she was facing forward, seemingly intent in what the guys were saying, but with that smile on her face still. I glanced over at Molly to see if she noticed what was going on and saw that she was looking at June with an almost-smile on her face, and I wondered what was going on in her mind.

I hadn’t yet finished the beer that June had given me, but she tilted her head back and drained her can, then got up and walked past me into the house. I assumed she was going to get another beer or to pee, or both. A few moments later she came back out and again took her seat on the step below me. I heard the guys all talking about the two old cars that Ron had in his garage and could tell that they were going to go look at them. I figured I was going to have to go too, although I’d much rather stay and try to get a glimpse of June’s tits. About that time I looked down the front of June’s blouse again, and saw that not only had she unbuttoned another button, but that I could see a nipple!
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Jans Wedding Night

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Jan was 23 when I met her and completely modest in every way. She was quiet and shy and blushed at the slightest hint of anything suggestive. The way she dressed was fitting with her strict upbringing, and her figure was petite. 5’4″, 125 lbs, long dark hair, pale blue eyes. Great legs, but always kept hidden under skirts. A small, tight bottom that looked incredible in tight pants, and 34B breasts that were always hidden under a bra.

We began dating and though we did not marry for three years, the furthest I got with her physically was some groping over her clothes of those firm breasts and that marvelous rear. Neither one of us was a virgin and she openly admitted to allowing a past boyfriend have his way with her. Nevertheless she insisted we wait until after marriage, and though this was during the freewheeling 70s, I respected her wishes and held back. The closest I got to seeing her body was in a modest bikini, although the cold water sometimes would force her nipples to push through her top and make it obvious that there were some incredible nipples underneath. This is the first installment of my collection of true stories about my girl, starting with the night I first saw the real Jan . . . . on our wedding night.

The ceremony was small and casual with just a few friends and family. We made it to a nice hotel room in Los Angeles on the 10th floor. In room Jacuzzi and all the extras. The bride wanted to get out of wedding dress without messing it up, so she went off to change in the bathroom. She came out wearing a black satin floor length nightgown which stood out perfectly against her pale skin. I smiled in approval and watched her slowly turn and model for me. The nipples I had been waiting so patiently to see were pressing out against the fabric, and as she stood a few feet from where I was sitting she ran her fingers up over her stomach and under her breasts. Her fingers were noticeably trembling as she gently cupped her breasts for a few seconds, then brushed over both of those incredible points. Her blushing increased and a tiny moan escaped at the stimulation, as if she wanted to act sexy and tease me, but couldn’t quite find the nerve. We embraced and kissed deeply, again causing her to moan and tremble all over. We had kissed passionately many times, but not with this much anticipation.

The first of many memorable hot moments in our relationship happened at that point. Jan stepped back and pushed my arms down and my hands away from her. She looked straight into my eyes and sighed as she untied the sash around her waist. The gown opened slightly revealing the pale skin between her breasts. In exquisite slow motion, she reached up, her hands shaking, and began to open the gown for my eyes. For the first time I saw those awesome pink nipples. They were pointing straight out and even bigger than I imagined. The areola were also bigger than I thought- the classic silver dollar size- and as the fabric fell away it caught on one of the nipples and made it snap back into place. She giggled slightly and watched me for my expression, and she must have liked it, because she smiled widely let me feast on the sight.

Of course my hands were quickly up and inspecting her for the first time over bare skin, and she groaned as I softly pinched the tips and lifted those firm mounds of flesh. As she stared into my eyes I slipped the gown back and off her shoulders, allowing it to fall at her feet. She stood there in silky black tap pants (loose fitting panties like small boxers) and black heels (nice touch with the shoes!) We embraced, kissed, fondled, and eventually moved a few feet to the bed, where I gently lowered her to her back and continued the exploration. I will never forget the first time I took one of those perfect stiff nipples into my mouth. She inhaled sharply and grabbed my arms, but allowed me to continue.
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Bachelor Party Surprise

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My Name is Derek and my wife is Kristy. We have been married for eight years and are both in our early thirties. We had just opened a Party Store where we sell party supplies and put on parties for various groups of people. We have catered parties for local dignitaries, weddings, fundraisers and even the occasional bachelor or bachelorette parties.

The business had been very successful so far. We were trying to build a solid reputation as a place you can count on for a great party. We are usually pretty busy and Kristy and I do most of the work. We have to hire temps occasionally to help out when the party is too large for just the two of us to handle.

When it comes to the bachelor or bachelorette parties we usually hire strippers, as it seems all of these parties want this type of entertainment. We also work with various local bands to work the parties.

I usually work the bachelor parties with a temp helper because Kristy feels uncomfortable around them and she usually works the bachelorette parties with a temp for the same reason. It seems that usually the guys or gals which ever it may be have a better time if someone’s husband or wife is not around.

We had a call from a local politician whose son was getting married and he wanted to pay for the bachelor party. The usual request for liquor, food and strippers was on the list. There was going to be about eight guys at the party and it was going to be in a ritzy local hotel in one of the suites.

The party was in three days, which was very short notice to get things put together. We charge more for a short-term notice party, which is nice for the bank account but makes it a mad dash to put all of it together.

Kristy got on getting the food together and I jumped on getting the temp help lined up and the dancers for the party.

Everything was set for the party and it was none too soon as the party was tomorrow night at 7pm.

The day of the party Kristy and I were loading the van with the food and decorations when my cell phone rang. It was my temp help for the evening and he had an emergency and could not make it. There was no time to set up more help, as we had to be at the hotel in one hour to begin getting ready.

Kristy shrugged and said, “I guess we have no choice but for me to go and help with this one.”

I said, “Just help me get it set up and you can leave. It’s only eight guys and I can handle that easily.”

I got in the van and she got in our car and followed me to the hotel. We got everything carried up to the room and Kristy started on decorations while I set up the food table.

We had just completed the set up and Kristy said, “I’ll go down stairs to the lobby and just hang out in case you need help you can just call me.”

She had only been gone about 5 minutes when the guys started showing up for the party. They had apparently already started the party somewhere else as they had been drinking.

I introduced myself, showed them the food table and started to pour them their first drinks. One of the guys had brought some porn movies to play on the big screen TV in the room. Things were going along just fine then my cell phone rang.

It was one of the girls we had hired to dance for the party. They had been in an auto accident on the way and were going to the hospital.

It was too late to find another dancer for the party. This party was plagued with problems from the start and it was not getting any better.

To make matters worse one of the guys came over and asked, “Are there not supposed to be girls here for this?”

I told him, “Yes, there has been a slight glitch and I was trying to find replacements.”

I called Kristy who was still in the lobby and told her of the dilemma. She said, “Let me get on the phone and see what I can do. We have to do something quickly we don’t want to screw up this party.”

I said, “See what you can do and let me know.”

I served the guys some more food and another round of drinks. So far they seemed content on eating, drinking and watching the porn movies. They were starting to get rowdier and joking with each other. About thirty minutes had passed and I had not heard from Kristy. I was getting nervous and afraid we were going to mess up this party, which would not be good considering whom, it was for.

There was a knock at the door and I went to get it hoping it was the dancers. I opened the door and there stood Kristy. She was in a long evening gown and looked fabulous.

I asked, “What are you doing here?”

She replied, “I could not find any dancers and had to do something. We cannot blow a party this early in our business or we might as well close shop. So I went to the clothing shop in the lobby and bought what I needed”

I looked at her and said, “You can’t do this.”

She looked at me and said, “I never have but I wouldn’t say I can’t”

I replied, “I didn’t mean you can’t but rather you’re my wife.”

She said, “Do you have another suggestion?”

Then one of the guys walked to the door and let out a holler, “Alright the girls are here!”

He reached past me and ushered Kristy into the room. He led her over to where the guys were and said, “Look at what I found on our doorstep.”

The guys really got excited then.

Kristy is a beautiful woman with a body that would put many strippers to shame. She stands about 5’7″ tall with long blonde hair. Her figure is a beautiful hourglass shape with large breasts, a firm flat stomach from working out and a beautiful tight little ass. She was in a pretty red sequined gown and a pair of 5″ heels that set off her dancer legs. Needless to say she looked absolutely edible.

I was very nervous about this whole arrangement and didn’t think she knew what she was getting into.

One of the guys went to put on some music with the porn movie playing on the big screen still. I saw Kristy’s eyes widen as she saw the porn movie playing.

One of the guys said, “Come on baby take it off!”

Kristy was nervous and stalling for time, “Can’t you at least buy a girl a drink first?”

One of the guys yelled over to me, “Barkeep can we get the lady a drink?”

I poured Kristy her favorite drink and made it especially strong, as I knew she was going to need it.

I carried the drink to her as she held out her shaking hand and smiled at me and said, “Thank-You.”

One of the guys patted the seat next to him on the couch and said, “Come over here babe and sit next to me and my soon to be married buddy.”

Kristy walked over to the couch and sat down between the two guys. The one immediately put his hand on her thigh that was exposed from the slit in her dress. The other guy put his arm around her shoulder. She was the center of attention, as they all seemed to huddle around her.

One of the guys asked, “Are you bringing some friends with you?”

Kristy responded, “I was but something came up and they could not make it so you just get little ole me.”

The one said, “From the looks of you one will be plenty.”

Kristy smiled and said, “I don’t know about that but I guess we will have to make due.”

I poured all of the guys another drink and mixed them strong. I was hoping I could just get them so drunk they would pass out and not need a dancer.

One of them said, “If you’re the only one coming let’s get on with the show.”

Kristy said, “My, my what impatient guys you are. What’s the hurry we have all night. Let me get another drink to get the mood just right.”

She started to get up and the guy with his hand on her thigh said, “You don’t need to get up. Barkeep we need another drink for the lady.”

I knew she just wanted to get away and talk to me. I poured another drink for her and another for the guys. As I handed Kristy her drink she looked at me with a wild eyed look that I could not tell if it was fear or excitement but her hand was still shaking.

They guy who had his hand on her thigh had moved it further up her dress and his fingers had disappeared under her dress. The groom had moved his hand farther around her so that his hand was resting just above one of her heaving breasts.

My plan of plying them with drinks did not seem to be working. It was apparently only making matters worse.

One of the guys asked, “Honey can you do that?” as he pointed to the big screen. On the screen was a girl with a cock in her pussy and one in her mouth at the same time.

Kristy looked shocked and said, “I’m just a dancer not a hooker.”

The guy responded, “I know I was just wondering if you had every done that?”

Kristy said, “No I have not.”

One of the other guys piped in and asked, “Would you like to?” and laughed.

Kristy replied, “No I don’t believe I would.”

I walked more drinks over hoping to get to the pass out stage quicker. The groom now had his hand slipped completely over her breast and the other guy had his hand pushed further under her dress. I could tell by looking that he must be very near her pussy.

Kristy reached out her hand that was steadier now and took her drink. This time she could not look me in the eyes.

I wanted to jerk her out of here. If I didn’t have all of our money and our home invested, which we had mortgaged to start the business, I would have but or money and our home could potentially be gone. The groom’s father was a very influential man in town who knew a lot of people. I knew that is why Kristy was sitting there doing what she was doing. We could potentially be ruined financially if we failed a party this early on.

One of the guys got up and turned the music louder and yelled, “Let’s get this party started!”

I and I’m sure Kristy knew there was no more stalling. She had seen one other dancer at a party and kind of knew what was next.

Kristy stood up with a cheer from the guys. She turned and asked the guy sitting next to her, “You’re the groom are you not?”

He shook his head yes. She grabbed his hand and led him to a chair in the middle of the room. She sat him down in the chair and the rest of the guys moved their chairs for a better view.

My mind was racing as I thought she is really going to do this. She started dancing to the music. She was swaying her beautiful hips and running her hands along her tight body. She turned around and shook her cute ass in his face. He reached out and placed his hand on her ass. She then sat down on his lap and was grinding into his crotch. When she stood up it was evident that he had a hard on. The guys also noticed and made comment as he turned beet red.

Kristy seductively turned around and straddled the chair as she sat on his lap again facing him. She was grinding on him and pulled his head toward her cleavage. She buried his face into her abundant cleavage and shook her tits in his face.

She stood back up and the groom now had a raging hard on tenting from his slacks.

I noticed a twinge in my crotch and could not believe my cock was beginning to stir. I didn’t want it to but yet Kristy was so sexy and watching her was an incredible turn on.

Kristy danced to the music and reached for the zipper on the side of her dress. She unzipped it down to her hip then pulled the dress off of her shoulders. She had apparently purchased some lacy lingerie at the shop also. She used her arms to hold the dress up in the front to tease the guys.

All of them were completely mesmerized in watching my beautiful wife undress.

She let the dress fall and it caught at her hips. Her firm breasts were constrained by a beautiful white bra. She shook her chest at the groom and sat in his lap again. She pulled his head to her tits and this time he licked between her tits. She again stood up and wiggled out of the dress. It pooled on the floor at her feet and she stepped out of it.

She was wearing a white garter belt with matching lace thong panties and stockings that had the seam running up the back of them.

One of the guys yelled, “Take it off!”

I now noticed my cock was at full staff watching this sexy creature stripping for a room full of guys.

Kristy turned so her ass was facing the groom and bent over to grab her ankles. The guys in the room got up from their chairs to see the sight. She backed her ass right to his face and he leaned forward to meet it.

This brought a cheer from the guys watching. I could tell most of them had hard-ons in the room. I was getting real nervous about this now and wondered if I should stop it before it got out of hand.

She stood back up and faced me. She looked right at me and I knew this wild-eyed look was one of excitement. She was getting turned on by this attention and taking her clothes off in a room full of guys.

She quickly spun around and faced the groom. She reached for the snap on the front of her bra and unsnapped it holding the cups against her tits. She then slid the bra off her shoulders and it dropped to the floor.

Another cheer came from the group as Kristy was now standing with her big tits bared to the room. She had her back to me as she again climbed onto the groom’s lap. She leaned her tits into his face and as she did he quickly reached out and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. She was not planning on this and jerked back. You could here the pop as his sucking mouth left her tit. She just shook her finger at him like he was a naughty little boy. She then reached for the back of his head and pulled him between her tits and shook them so they were hitting his ears.

She quickly stood back up and placed her shoe on the seat between his legs. He reached for her shoe and took it off her foot. She then placed the other one up there and he took it off.

Kristy stepped back and reached for the hooks holding up her stockings. She slowly was swaying to the music as she unhooked each one. She again put her foot between his legs and onto his crotch this time and rubbed her foot up and down on his dick. He reached for the top of her stocking and pulled it down her long sexy leg. She raised her foot just as he pulled the stocking all the way off. She then repeated the same with her other stocking. She bent over the groom putting her hands on the back of the chair so that her tits were hanging in his face. She had to know what was going to happen next. He leaned his head back and sucked a nipple into his mouth. She did not jerk back this time and let him suck on her tit. The guys in the room were mixed on where to look as their buddy sucked her tit or at her thong covered ass and pussy visible to them.

Her ass was facing my direction and I could see a wet spot forming on her panties. She was completely turned on by this now. I was standing back by the food table and bar watching. I started rubbing my hard cock through my slacks. She stood back up and turned around so she was facing me and glanced my direction. Her eyes opened wide as she saw me rubbing my cock. She sat down on the groom’s lap and started bouncing up and down on him. Her big full tits were bouncing and her nipples were hard and she was so excited that her areola was puckered. She glanced my direction again and gave me a devilish smile at the fact that I had a hard on and was rubbing it through my pants.

The room was silent from talking and cheering at this point as most of the room was rubbing their cocks at the sight of this vixen dry humping their buddy.

Kristy stood back up and turned her ass toward the groom and reached for her panty waistband. She swayed to the music and pulled the waistband out and up and down a few times to tease. She then bent over with her ass in the groom’s face and pulled the panties down to her knees and let them drop to the floor. She shook her ass in his face and he reached out to grab her ass. I know Kristy was not a professional stripper but most strippers I have ever seen at these kinds of parties leave their panties on.

With her now completely naked in a room full of drunk, horny guys I was worried again that she had taken this way too far.

Kristy again made eye contact with me and saw that I was still rubbing my cock. She quickly turned and bent over with her head in the groom’s lap.

Her ass and pussy were splayed wide open as she simulated giving the groom a blowjob.

Then, it happened way too quickly. One of the guys was on Kristy and had shoved his cock into her pussy. I had not even noticed he had pulled it out of his pants. He was immediately humping her as she was bent over the groom. She tried to stand up but the groom had hold of the back of her head. I knew I should have gone to her rescue but my mind and my dick were telling me to watch this beautiful women being fucked. The groom used his free hand to unzip his fly and pulled out his cock. He still had Kristy held down. She had taken the groom’s cock into her mouth and was sucking it while the guy behind her was pumping away at her pussy. The groom had removed his hand and Kristy was now sucking his cock on her own free will.

I never thought I would like watching my wife being fucked by another man. I figured I would kick the guy’s ass. Somehow the woman who had been taking her clothes off in the room full of men was not my wife she was a stripper and my mind did not register that was the case.

The guy that was fucking her was moaning. Then his knees slightly buckled and he shot his load into my Kristy.

“My Kristy,” I thought. Yes my wife was now the center of attention.

The guy who shot his load pulled out and quickly another guy took his place and started banging into her pussy with full long strokes. I looked around the room and all of the guys had their cocks out and was stroking them waiting for their turn.

My cock was hard watching Kristy’s beautiful body bent over and being fucked by these guys. She was sucking the groom for all she was worth. Her large full tits were swinging beneath her as she was being fucked hard from behind. She reached a hand back and was playing with her clit as she was being fucked.

The second guy moaned and shot his load into her pussy. Kristy then turned around and sat down on the groom’s hard cock. She was riding it up and down stroking him with her pussy.

She glanced over at me I’m sure to see what my reaction was as she was being gang fucked. I had my cock out of my pants and was stroking it. She had a look of pure lust in her eyes. One I don’t think I had ever seen in her before. Our eye contact was interrupted as another guy stepped in front of her and she sucked his cock into her mouth.

I moved to a chair and sat down with my cock in my hand. I had a front row seat to watch my wife take on these eight guys.

The groom was ready to explode and threw his head back as he shot his load into her. The guy she was sucking also moaned and jerked a load into her mouth. She swallowed all of it with only a small amount running from the corner of her mouth.

She climbed off of the groom’s cock and crawled across the floor to where I was sitting. She reached up and pulled my cock into her mouth. As she did this another guy got on his knees behind her and plunged into her pussy. I could see his cock as it slid in and out of her pussy. I looked down at her and she was looking up at me.

The kid in her pussy lasted about 30 seconds and shot his load into her. She had one hand wrapped around the base of my cock and the other was massaging her clit.

The next guy took his spot behind Kristy. This kid was well hung and showed no mercy as he plunged into her wet pussy. You could hear the squish noise as he penetrated her. I looked at her eyes as this kid slid into her and her eyes that had been almost squinted shut were now wide open. She was still massaging her clit and I could tell from her trembling she was ready to cum. She pulled her mouth off of my cock and laid her head on my lap and moaned, “OOOHHHHH FFUUUCCCKKK!” She jerked into an orgasm and I knew from experience that her pussy was contracting tightly around the guys cock. He pulled out of her pussy and laid his thick meat on her ass and shot his load onto her back and ass.

She started sucking my cock again this time she was stroking it as well. I was not going to hold out much longer as she was sucking me deeper into her throat than ever before. I shot my load deep into her throat. She gagged slightly from the intensity and volume of my orgasm.

She was still on her knees and was wobbling slightly. Another guy came up to her and stuck his cock into her face and she eagerly wrapped a hand around it and sucked it into her mouth. The one guy who had not cum yet stood next to her waiting his turn so she took her hand and started stroking his cock.

One of the first guys came back for seconds and she grabbed his cock with her other hand and was stroking it. She was sucking and bobbing on the one guys cock and stroking two others. There was a puddle of cum beneath her and the cum on her back was now running down the crack of her ass. The one guy she was stroking started to moan and shot his load onto her body. His cum splashed onto her face and tits. The guy she was sucking also started to cum and as he did he withdrew and shot his load onto her hair, face and tits. The one guy who had come back for seconds also quickly shot his load and hit her tits with his cum.

Kristy leaned back onto the floor and sat down leaning against my leg. She was exhausted. Some of the guys were coming at her with cocks in hand and I said, “Guys, that’s enough for one night.”

I got up and helped Kristy to her feet then led her to the bathroom and shut the door. I started the shower and helped her get inside it. She just stood there in a trance letting the warm water splash over her body.

I asked her, “Kristy are you ok?”

She turned and looked at me with tears welling in her eyes, “Yes. Are you ok?”

I replied, “Yes, I’m ok. You get cleaned up and I’ll be back in just a minute. I need to see what is going on in the other room.”

I went into the main room of the suite and the guys were all sitting down having another drink and eating some more food. The porno was still playing on the big screen TV. They were all laughing and talking about what just happened and how great the girl was.

One of them I overheard was, “Damn she is hot and one of the tightest little pussies I have ever fucked.”

Another one said, “That girl could suck the brass off a doorknob!”

One of them saw that I had come out of the bathroom and asked, “After she gets cleaned up can we have another go at her?

I replied after biting my lip, “Guys don’t you think that sucking and fucking nine guys in one night is enough for any girl?”

He looked at me and said, “But she is fine! I may not get another chance to fuck a babe like her!”

“Guys, there will be no more tonight with her. She is getting cleaned up and will be leaving.” I stated.

I walked around and gathered up her clothes and took them into the bathroom. She was still in the shower and when I came in she turned off the water and stepped out.

She looked at me again with tears in her eyes, “Honey I’m sorry! I don’t know what came over me. I was simply stripping like I was supposed to and then it got out of control. I was not expecting that any of this was going to happen.”

I pulled her to me and held her trembling body next to me then told her, “Honey it’s OK! I could have stopped it but, and I thought I would never say this but, I enjoyed watching you.”

She looked up at me and said, “WHAT?”

I looked her square in the eyes and said, “I never would have thought so either. You are so sexy and watching you fuck those guys and knowing you were getting off on it. I was hard the entire time. In fact if you liked it I think we may have found a solution for a dancer for all upcoming bachelor parties.”

She sat down on the toilet seat and looked at the floor soaking in what I just said.

She looked at me finally, “I don’t want to hurt your feelings or for one minute you to think I don’t love you more than the world itself. But, I did enjoy it. It was such a rush all of these guys wanting me. I felt like a slut but yet very sexy.”

I looked at her and said, “Why don’t you get dressed so we can go home. I will get things wrapped up out here and get the van loaded and then come back for you.”

She asked, “Are the guys leaving? I don’t know if I can walk through there I feel embarrassed.”

I said, “I think the guys are planning on partying the rest of the night and sleeping it off here.”

I left the bathroom to clean up our stuff and load it in the van. The guys were really drunk now and three of them had already passed out on the floor or on the couch.

I went to the bathroom for Kristy. She was dressed again in her gown and I said, “You don’t have to worry most of them are passed out already.”

I opened the door, stepped through and she followed me. One of the guys was drunk and slurred, “Hay Baby will you suck my cock again?”

Kristy looked at him and smiled, “Not tonight Hon but maybe I’ll see you at another bachelor party someday.”

We left the room and headed down through the lobby. I walked Kristy to her car and kissed her. I asked, “I guess this means you want a job as our full-time stripper for bachelor parties?”

She smiled at me, “As long as you are always in the room and it doesn’t bother you. Yes!”

I replied, “I without a doubt will be in the room, watching.”

We hugged each other. She got in her car and I walked to the van.

As I was driving home I could not get the images out of my mind. All I could see was cocks sliding in and out of my wife’s pussy and the fact that I was enjoying watching it really had me floored.

When we got home I went to the shower after unloading the van. I went into the bedroom and crawled into bed. Kristy was still awake and rolled over to kiss me. As she was kissing me she reached for my cock and started stroking it.

She said in the darkness, “You know I didn’t get to fuck my favorite cock tonight.”

I rolled her onto her back and said; “We can fix that problem right now.”

Party Fun

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Well this is what I wanted. Emma thought to herself as she felt Buzz’s hand slide up under her top. It was the reason she had come to the party to get a fuck and specifically to fuck Buzz. It was the reason she’d put on the smallest tightest skirt she had and the little strapless top that showed off her navel. It was why she’d spent two hours on her long red hair getting it just right and working on her make up to accentuate her deep blue eyes and firm cheek bones. This was why she had decided not to wear a bra and to put on a small thong. She’d even fished out her one pair of high-heeled shoes so that her calf and thigh muscles would be made more visible to all.

Before she even arrived at the party she knew all her work had paid off. She had felt the eyes of the two guys walking past. Seen the look the taxi driver gave her as she got into his car. Then when she reached the party she had felt the eyes of every guy there look at her. Her skin virtually burned as they all undressed her with their eyes. And what was under the very small amount of clothing was worth undressing. She was above average height slim and beautiful. Her red hair was styled so a few strands hung down over her shoulder. The top was tight and she had left the top two buttons undone so her cleavage could be seen. Not that she was a big girl but they were big enough to be noticed and for her to show off. Her blue eyes shone out from a pretty face with a slim neck and soft shoulders. The skirt barely came down her firm shaped thighs and the shoes improved the definition of her calf muscles immensely. At 21 she was in her prime and knew it.

So it had been frustrating that Buzz had not yet noticed her. Three months, since the semester started at her university, she had been chasing him. Now with the summer holidays approaching fast she was running out of time. Oh not that she’d been with out sex, Emma knew she could get sex easily enough. But she wanted Buzz; wanted him badly. He was in the university rugby team and was a hunk in every way. The girls all wanted him and he knew it. But he was very picky often not going with any girl at the many parties he went to.

So much so that she’d nearly not gone to this party. But her friend had persuaded here. It was after the local derby with the cities other university team. If they won Buzz would be in a good mood. So she had turned up, and they had won so Buzz was in a great mood. Emma had moved towards him and to her total surprise he actually spoke to her first. He even had known who she was. They had started to chat, then to flirt as always happens once the alcohol started to flow. She could not remember how they got into the garden but some how they had. Then he kissed her, a hard kiss his lips pressed to hers. She felt his tongue pushing at her lips and willingly opened her mouth to it letting him wrap his tongue around hers.

He had pulled her tight against him; she could feel how strong he was. The muscles of his arms wrapped around her. His hands running down her back and over her stomach. Then they slid up towards her top lifting the hem and moving higher. She waited breathing hard knowing what his hands were about to find. They moved up over her breast and she heard his soft hiss of surprise. His fingers kneed the firm flesh of her breasts as he gave a soft whistle.

“Well, well Miss Delaney making it easy are you?” She gave a soft nervous giggle.

“Just couldn’t find a bra that went with the top.” She answered nonchalantly. He smiled and kissed her hard pushing his hands into her breasts harder. She felt the back fence behind her as he pushed her back against it. He lent down to kiss her neck, Emma hissed softly at the sensation. His one hand moved down her stomach towards her tiny skirt.
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Wifes First Time

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I had met JT online after he had read one of my stories about how my innocent wife had been used by a friend of mine. He had e-mailed me and expressed a desire to have the same thing happen to his wife. We conversed numerous times and finally hatched a plan. His wife, Sonya, was petite and very pretty. In our conversations he had let me know that he was the only one that she had ever been with. Although she enjoyed sex, it was always routine and never what you would call kinky. She had come from a proper upbringing, and combined with the fact that she was somewhat shy, he never imagined that she could be turned into the wonton slut that he had hoped.

I had talked to Jim, my business partner, and he had agreed it would be fun to fly out and see them. I knew that if anybody could entice Sonya into doing things she would not normally consider, he could. The plan was quite simple really. JT had arranged for someone to watch his kids, telling Sonya that they were going out of town for a special weekend. We were would just happen to run into them at the hotel and he was going to introduce us as really good friends of his from school. We would meet that first evening for dancing and drinks and after a few hours together, I would come up with an excuse for JT and I to leave together for a little while, leaving Sonya to Jim’s charms. A large part of the plan was for JT not to have sex with Sonya for a while in order to insure she was in the mood. JT had written to me enough times that I knew some of Sonya’s most sensitive areas.

Jim and I arrived on Friday and I was quite excited to see Jim ravage another man’s wife like he had done mine. I knew JT and Sonya would be in for the weekend of their life. Jim and I waited in the lobby until we saw JT and Sonya check in. She was looking hot. She was short with perky breasts. I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on them. As JT walked by, I slipped him a sheet of instructions for the evening. He was to meet Jim and me at the hotel lounge where we were staying. It was across town and played a key role in our plan. He was to make sure that Sonya had no money and did not take her purse with her. We would meet them there at 10pm when the introductions of old school buds would take place. At 11:30, I would ask him if he would take me in his car to go back to the airport for a lost bag, leaving Sonya and Jim in the hotel bar.

Jim and I went back to our hotel and prepared the room for Sonya. Jim removed some vibrators and restraints from his bag. We then went over again details of Sonya’s intimate weaknesses; the sensitive clit, her nipples and the sight of a nice large cock. At 9:30 we headed to the bar and waited. Right on time, in walked JT and Sonya. Sonya was in a killer tight dress that accentuated her breasts and tight little ass. As they walked by, JT saw us and went into his act. We made all the introductions and invited them to sit with us. Jim immediately offered to buy drinks for old times sake, and the evening was then set in motion. We all had a few drinks when finally Jim asked JT if he could dance with his gorgeous wife. She was reluctant at first but JT said to go right ahead. He had made it clear how good of friends we had been.
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Strip Poker

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Erin had no idea what she was getting into when she agreed to attend an old friend’s “Game Night”. Then again, she couldn’t really know as she wasn’t given any details. Her suspicions became aroused when she couldn’t get any information out of her friend. All she got was that she would have fun. So it was with no small amount of trepidation that she got ready on Saturday. Without knowing what kind of “games” were going to be played, she dressed conservatively. She figures that a knee length, maroon skirt combined with a white, off the shoulder top and flats for shoes should be just fine. Since it was a warm night, she decided to go without the pantyhose.

She pulled up to the house at a few minutes past eight in the evening. She knew she was late, but couldn’t help it, having been caught in traffic halfway there. As she exited the car, she noticed there were a lot of cars, parked in various areas around the house. Erin knew that her friend, Fiona, and her husband, Harold, were comfortably well off and their home showed it. The house itself sprawled out over a couple of thousand feet. From the looks of it, there had to be at least a couple of dozen people there already. She walked to the door and knocked hearing the music and voices from inside. The door swung open and there was Harold, dressed in brown slacks and a white shirt unbuttoned to his chest. Erin had always thought he was good looking, but the way he looked now, she could feel a wetness begin to form in her panties. Seeing her standing there, a smile spread across his face, and the wetness exploding, soaking her underwear.

“Erin,” he exclaimed, reaching out to grab her arm and pull her inside, “so glad that you could make it.” He let go of her arm only to pull her into a tight hug. Leaving one arm draped around her, Harold guided her into the living room. She looked around and saw no one else she recognized. Just as she was about to comment on this fact, she caught sight of Fiona, standing off the to side with a group of women. Evidently, Harold saw her also, because he steered her that direction. He spoke with a bright note in his voice. “Look who’s here, darling,” with a gentle nudge forward, he let go with his arm and almost immediately Fiona’s were around her. As Fiona kissed her warmly on each cheek, Erin took a whiff of her perfume and her knees went a little weak. She had always thought that Fiona was attractive, but just like her husband tonight, she was dazzling. She was dressed in a shorter than knee length dark blue dress that dipped daringly in the front to expose most of her creamy breasts. There was a slit up the side that showed her thigh off to a wonderful degree.

After the introductions were made all around, Erin began to feel more comfortable and talked to the people around her. At some point in the evening, she felt a drink being pressed into her hand, and sampled it, tasting the alcohol mixed with cola. After the conversation had gone on for a while, Harold came back over and whispered in Fiona’s ear. Listening carefully, she nodded in agreement and moved with him to the center of the room. With on hand on his wife’s elbow, he raised his voice to get everyone’s attention. Everyone quieted drown and Erin wondered what was going on. She didn’t have to wait long to find out.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” he spoke with an authoritative voice, “for those who have been to one of our gatherings before, we welcome you back. And for those who are hear for the first time,” he fixed his eyes on Erin and she felt the dampness between her legs return, “we hope that you enjoy yourselves, as much as we’ll enjoy having you.” Erin couldn’t tell, but thought that there was an odd inflection on those last few words. With a grand sweep of his arm, he continued, “and now, to the part you’ve all been waiting for!” Spontaneous applause broke out at the announcement and Fiona had to wait for several beats before she could continue where Harold had left off.

“Many of you know how this goes, but just as a refresher,” she moved over to a large bowl set along one wall, “everyone is going to come and get a poker chip from the bowl and whatever color you get, that’s the room that you’ll go to.” She reached in and drew a green chip, flourishing for the entire room to see, “so, who’s next?” Quickly, everyone lined up and began to draw their chips, an excited buzz in the air. From what Erin could tell, there were 5 colors of chips, red, blue, green, white, and black. When it came to her turn, she reached in and drew out a blue chip. She felt a slight pang of disappointment that she didn’t have the same color as Fiona, but her spirits brightened when she saw Harold was holding a blue chip also.

Slowly, the crowd began to disperse into the different rooms, Erin took her chip and followed behind Harold as he walked into a room marked by a blue piece of construction paper taped to the door. Inside, there was a poker table table set up in the center with chairs all around. Along the walls, there were couches sitting at the very edge of the light cast by the single light bulb hung over the table. Looking around the table, she saw there were already 4 people seated, 2 men and 2 women. There were only two chairs left, on opposite sides of the table. Looking closer at the table, she realized something was missing and, just as Harold was about to sit, she snagged his arm and pulled him to the side.

“Explain something to me, what exactly is going on here?” she whispered just loud enough for his ears alone, “I mean, I can tell that we’re going to be playing poker, but all I see are a deck of cards. There aren’t any chips. And why the separate rooms?” Confusion tinged her voice as she tried to figure it all out. Harold’s face took on a sly smile as he trailed a finger down her cheek and replied.
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Girls Night Out

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My best friend Sandy and I have worked together for 2 years. We have taken trips together, gone out drinking, had some good times. She has recently divorced, while I am happily married. Last weekend, we decided to we needed a girls’ night out. We decided to have a male friend of mine drop us off at the club for a night of drinks and pool. We were dressed for a night of fun, both of us in black dresses, mine tight black velvet with a plunging neckline, hers rather short, showing off her ample thighs in black fishnet stockings. Six inch spiked heels for both of us, topping off our attire.

When we arrived at the club, Jake left us, rather reluctantly, at the front door. I noticed a group of young men standing in the parking lot, all of whom just so happened to notice us. We entered the door, paying our cover fee, and obtaining our cues. We have a particular waitress we both prefer, and she noticed us right away. After ordering our drinks, we began to set up the table for a game of nineball. Heads were beginning to turn right away as I bent over the table to square the rack. The hem of my dress rising to expose the top of my stockings. The waitress arrived with our drinks, and we were on our way to a rather enjoyable evening. The table beside us had now been occupied by 3 of the young men I had noticed in the parking lot.

Sandy and I are pretty good at pool, better than most, I suppose, but she was getting the better of me, as we joked and teased each other about the game. The guys at the next table seemed to enjoy our rivalry. I had to make a rather difficult shot, and from my angle, my only chance was to sit on the corner of the table, and angle my shot at the side pocket. As I climbed up onto the table, being certain not to completely close my legs, I stradled the corner pocket just enough to allow a slight glance at my crotchless black satin panties. Sandy was standing behind me, eyeballing my shot, her long hair brushing across my shoulders. I noticed the guys had now stopped to take a good look. The waitress came over to refill our drinks, and I missed my shot, to Sandys’ enjoyment. One of my heels had fallen to the floor while I was on the table, and now, before me stood a tall, rather handsome blue eyed fellow. He bent over to pick up my heel,and his face was now inches from my crotch. Looking down at him, I could tell by the smile on his face, he was enjoying this. Placing my heel onto my foot, he stood, taking my hand to help me down. His two friends came over and we all introduced ourselves. The young man who had helped me out was Shawn. The guys asked if they could buy us a drink.

Sandy and I agreed, and soon we were all laughing and shooting pool, Sandy and I teasing the guys as we would bend over way too far to make our shots. Soon, one of the guys, Dave, said we should place bets on our game. We agreed to play teams, Sandy and I against Dave, Shawn, and Brian. I wasnt fond of the odds, but the losers paid the table fees, so the game was on. The waitress came over with a round of drinks, and I was beginning to feel the few I had already drank. It was my turn to make a shot, and I stumbled as I leaned down to eyeball the angle. Shawn came to my aid, once again, as I laughed and leaned against the table. Placing his hand on my hip to steady me, he stood behind me, leaning down close to my face as I felt his hand slide up my dress. Sandy and the guys were sitting on stools in the corner talking and laughing, both guys with their eyes glued to her. Of course, I missed my shot as Shawns’ hand slid further up my dress and across my ass. Turning around to face him, he kissed me, his tongue brushing across my lips. Sandy and I were both rather intoxicated by this time, and she asked if I needed to go to the little girls’ room, I said yes, and the guys ordered another round of drinks from our waitress as we walked away. In the restroom, Sandy and I decided these guys were hot enough, and we wanted to see what else they were good at.
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Dinner For Three

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It was one of those business dinners, I thought.

My husband has a small but very successful company and deals with a lot of corporate clients so we are frequently entertaining clients at restaurants. This was to be another of those.

“What should I wear?”.

“Whatever you like”

Then he said “What about the blue leather suit?”

I know it’s one of his favourites, he had it made for me. A pretty aqua blue suit, waist length jacket, skirt about 3 inches above the knee with a split in front of the left leg to mid thigh. Tends to show stocking tops if one is wearing suspenders and stockings as I frequently do.

Hmmm I thought to myself, better dress appropriately for this occasion. It could be fun.

We arrived at the restaurant on time and were shown to our table, set for three.

“Our guest on his own?” I enquired of my hubby.

“Yeah, he rang earlier today to say his partner couldn’t make it. Why don’t you take your jacket off, it’s not to cold in here”.

It was autumn and cool outside, but very pleasant in the restaurant.

“No I’m fine,” I said. Just then our guest arrived at the foyer.

“Mark, over here” my husband called.

I watched this tallish good looking man walk towards us, early to mid thirties I thought, dark wavy hair, very nicely dressed in a business suit, shirt and tie all matching perfectly. Wouldn’t mind seeing his muscular frame without his clothes I thought to myself and started to get that familiar warm feeling in my crotch.

“Hi Rob, good to see you” he said to my husband “and you must be Catherine. I’ve heard so much about you but Rob didn’t do you justice.”

Now that warm feeling started to become a wet feeling, I was definitely beginning to get very horny. Being paid a compliment from a very good looking young man when you are in your forty seven is quite a turn on. Not that I’m not well preserved mind you. I look after myself and am quite proud of my 36 26 36 figure. My legs are my greatest asset though, I always wear stilettos and at this stage Mark hasn’t seen my legs.

“Thank you Mark it’s very nice to meet you too”

Dinner progressed nicely. The food was excellent and the conversation lively, although sometimes a little risqué.

“Would you two like to come back to my place for a nightcap” Mark inquired.
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From Sweet To Slut

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Lynn Morgan was leaving the PTA meeting to go home when two of the other mothers invited her to join them for lunch. She accepted their gracious offer and drove her green station wagon to her neighbor’s home. They discussed the different activities that were available for their children in the middle-class town of Medford. Lynn’s green eyes lit up when she was told that her 11 year old son, Kevin was well mannered and quite a handsome lad.

The 29 year old beauty with long auburn hair blushed when the topic turned to sex. She really felt uncomfortable when one housewife suggested that she help her out with her horny husband. The woman said. “My husband has a thick, 8″ dick and he never gets enough sex. I need some help, my pussy is sore from the constant fucking and I know that he would love to get ahold of your 36D cup tits. Anytime you need a good fuck let me know. I don’t mind sharing at all, I need a break. How is it going with your old man; does he give you enough? Is he as big as my husband?”

The flustered mom thought about Alan’s 5″ dick and how their lovemaking had dwindled to once a week; she had married Alan when she was pregnant and had never been with another man. She tried not to think about such things and concentrated on how well her husband treated her and how much she loved him. Lynn said, “I am a faithful wife, I love my husband and everything is fine, sorry but it is time to go home and get dinner ready for my family.”

Lynn thanked them for lunch and drove home; she could not understand her feelings of arousal and tried to put it all out of her mind. Her heart jumped for joy when Kevin rushed through the front door and excitedly told her about a baseball team he wanted to join. At dinner Kevin repeated his desire to play for the team and asked his father to take him there tomorrow evening.

The 35 year old father said, “I have something to tell both of you. I have been promoted at work and will get a significant pay increase but I will be traveling quite a bit. I have to catch a plane in the morning but I want you to pursue your dream to play baseball, perhaps your mother can take you.”

“Please mom, please, I will show you where the field is. This is important to me.”

Lynn smiled at her son and assured him, “Yes, of course I will take you. I am looking forward to watching you play ball.” The next morning Lynn kissed her husband goodbye and saw her son off to school. She thought how she would have to get used to her husband being gone for three weeks at a time and how lonely it would be. She was grateful for her son and was glad to be able to share his passion to play baseball.

That night she drove across town to the park, spotted the boys practicing, parked the car, and walked with her eager son to meet the coach. The coach introduced himself as Earl Thompson. The 5’2″ mother felt like a child standing next to the 6’3″ muscular black man. Earl directed Kevin to a group of youths and told him to practice catching with them.

The handsome 24 year old black man put his arm around Lynn’s waist and took her aside explaining, “We already have more boys than we need but it is plain to see that your boy has his heart set on playing with us; let’s watch him and perhaps I can find a place for him if he has any talent.” Earl guided her into the dugout explaining that he wanted Kevin to concentrate on what he was doing and not to be watching them.

While they were watching Kevin throw and catch, Lynn’s eyes traveled to Earl’s tight shorts and she stared in awe at the huge bulge in his crotch. He caught her looking and noticed her blush and observed her nipples tent her white tee shirt. Earl smiled, revealing his white teeth and told the embarrassed mom, “Have Kevin come to practice every night and your husband can spend some time with him on the weekend and we will start on fielding and batting next week.”

“I…I will bring him every night but my husband just left on business for three weeks and can’t help on weekends, maybe I could help him practice.”

“He will need instructions; I know how important it is to both of you so I will volunteer my services and come over this weekend and we will see what we can do.”

The excited mother flung her arms around the coach and exclaimed, “Oh, thank you very much, this means so much to my boy and me. After you guys finish I will cook you the best meal of your life. What is your favorite dish?”
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The Bikini Conspiracy Theory

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Robert looked down at his trophy wife writhing with ecstasy, as she was impaled repeatedly by his eight inch cock. She sure was a hot little number. He caressed her pert little breasts with his hands and squeezed roughly. Mandy and Robert had been married for five years. She was 25 and had been working as a model, when they had met. Robert was 49. He worked out in his free time and was in great shape. People thought the silver streaks in his dark hair made him look distinguished and he was described as “ruggedly handsome” by a magazine article on this successful businessman.

Mandy shuddered and moaned in orgasmic pleasure as his cock erupted inside her. That she had undoubtedly married him for his money bothered Robert not one bit, as he had married her primarily as a show piece for parties and business affairs. That they had great sex was a side benefit. They laid side by side in bed catching their breath. Robert told her about his boring day at work and Mandy shared her days shopping experience with Linda. Linda and her husband George were their best friends. They did almost everything together. George was a vice president in Roberts company, and while the men were at work, the girls would spend their days sun-bathing in the hot Southern California sun or shopping together in the areas posh malls. When Robert had hired George, ten years ago he had been a fit, lithe athlete.

Since then George had let himself go. He had developed a substantial beer-gut and was balding rapidly. Robert was always trying to get him to work-out but George always replied with the old “not enough time” excuse. George and Linda were high school sweet-hearts and had gotten married right after graduation. In contrast to her husband, Linda had blossomed since Robert had known her. She had been too skinny when they met, but in ten years she had gained weight, and filled out in all the right places. The birth of her son, ten months ago had caused her breasts to gain two cup sizes and they remained huge. She was a beautiful leggy blonde that looked ten years younger then her 32 years of age. Linda’s only problem was that she was embarrassed by her body. She always wore baggy outfits and at the beach only wore a plain one piece bathing suit.

“You know what,” Mandy giggled. “I don’t think Linda’s getting enough at home.”

Robert’s ears perked up at that and he rolled on his side to look at his wife. “Why do you say that, honey?” he asked. “Well,” Mandy replied. “I’m always bragging about how you fuck me with that big cock, six times a week, and she told me she hadn’t had sex in over a month. Lately, she seems to get upset when I talk about sex. Anyway, did you know George is the only man she’s ever been with?”

“No I didn’t,” answered Robert. He had suspected it though. Robert had been fantasizing about fucking Linda since her breasts had filled out. Now, he felt sorry for the buxom young woman. Robert had showered with George at the yacht club on many occasions and he had noticed George had an unusually small penis. As George’s gut got bigger over the years, his penis had seemed to shrink even more, as it slowly disappeared under his paunch. A fine piece of ass like Linda, deserved better then her husband could give her. Just thinking about Linda’s big tits had Robert’s meaty cock hard again. He reached over and pulled his wife on top of him. She squealed with delight as he slowly fed her his eight inch rod.

“Just wait till I tell Linda that we fucked twice in one night. She’s going to be so jealous.” moaned Mandy.

Robert pretended he was fucking Linda as his wife ground her pussy up and down on his cock. Afterwards, as they lay panting next to each other, Mandy said, “Robert, do you ever wish my tits were as big as Linda’s?”

It was like she could read his mind. “Why, no dear,” he lied. “I hadn’t even noticed she had large breasts under all those clothes she wears.”

Robert was still thinking about Linda as he worked in his office Monday morning. Around noon, he looked up to see Linda and George talking in the hall. He decided to go say hello to her as he hadn’t seen her in awhile. She was wearing a long skirt that reached down to her ankles and a baggy sweater that didn’t quite hide her large breasts . “Hi Linda, what brings you downtown this afternoon,” he called out.

“Hi, Robert,” she said as she gave him a quick hug. “Just meeting my husband for lunch.”
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